Life in Sweden: The Update

So usually I write about my travels, but, well there are none to write about right now, so I decided to show you what a week in my life in Sweden is actually like. I usually wake up, eat pickles herring, work out with the Swedish chef, listen to some Abba, go to work at Ikea, eat some meatballs, etc, etc. But no, really, let's see.

Borat Night. I know I said I would never see that movie, but our friend Bjorn is a huge fan of the movie and quotes it all the time, and his friend Mike was visiting from Poland, so we finally caved in and hosted a Borat Movie watching night. Bjorn brought his own mankini.

Then things got weird... haha. No, it was a pretty funny movie, excecpt for the part where I was embarrassed to be an American.

Bandy. According to wiki, "Bandy is a winter sport, where a ball is hit with a stick." Why of course! It is basically hockey played on a soccer field. My co-worker, Micke, invited us to watch a Stockholm team play his hometown team, Lindköping. It was a little cold, and Lindköping ended up getting crushed, but it was all part of the swedish experience that we are here for.


The Light Cafe. So, yeah, the whole thing about it being really dark here all winter, turns out, they weren't lying. At the peak of winter, there is only about 4 hours of daylight. 4 hours! I thought I could handle it, but to be honest, I have started to feel the effects of it. After 3 minutes of research on the internet, I found the Igloo Ljus (light) cafe which wasnt too far from our apartment. You can pay to sit in room and bask in a 10,000-lux glow while eating an organic salad while sipping Fair Trade coffee. Oh, and you get to wear a white robe and they dont get upset when you spill coffee on it!


Markus Krunegard Concert. My friend Ida has been hooking me up with all sorts of awesome Swedish music lately, and one of the artists I like, Markus Krunegard, was coming to Uppsala where Ida lives. So I took a train up to Uppsala on Saturday night to check it out.


The show was pretty great, and afterwards we even got to meet him! I bought Blake a T-shirt that says, "Jag är en Vampyr" (I am a vampire) and he asked if I wanted him to sign it. Without even thinking about it, I quickly answered, "No- thats ok." I think he was a little sad. But then we got a picture with him, so hopefully his ego wasnt too crushed.


So there it is... a week in my life. Well, plus there is the whole french fry eating itself thing: